I’ve been tagged with a meme by the inimitable Ellen Meister. There are, apparently, stern meme rules, at least one of which I plan to break:
1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts. (Done)
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves. (Done)
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. (Done. You’re impressed so far, aren’t you?)
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. (I hope I know 8 people is all I’m saying)
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog. (I’ll try, if they haven’t already spam-blocked me)
Random Tish Facts and Nasty Habits:
1. I was born with a birthmark on my arm the shape and color of an elongated kidney bean-we’re talking 3 inches in length. When the heartless kids at summer camp teased me, I told them I lived in Africa and only owned one sweater–a pink shetland wool crew neck with a hole in one arm. No one teased me again. Nor did they question my choice of wool in such a cruel clime.
2. In college, I took blood to support myself. I practiced first on oranges, then on the company drivers, who were told to come into my “office,” as I needed to speak with them. I eventually became so good at it I took blood from someone’s foot after everyone in the lab failed to get a vein.
3. During the Aids epidemic in the 80s, I accidentally stabbed myself with a needle I’d just pulled out of a patient’s arm. I checked with said patient’s doctor, the patient was healthy. When it happened a second time, I quit the business and taught aerobics until I graduated. Venipuncture is not for the slippery of finger.
4. My parents almost named me Elsbeth.
5. I used to attend an all-French school. Even gym was in French. When I hit Junior High and had to take Geography in English for the first time, I was lost.
6. I used to believe I was the only real human on Earth. That the rest of you were robots. If you are, do me a favor. Don’t tell me.
7. I can find a four-leaf clover in any clover patch and have had this skill since I was about nine.
8. Somebody once hired me to paint a renaissance dusk sky with swallows on the ceiling of their closet. It was quite a closet. On their son’s bathroom walls, I mimicked the glass tile in his shower by inventing a translucent, seven-layered plastering technique using clear Venetian plaster topcoat mixed with iridescent aqua, blue and green mica powders and trowelling them onto the walls in layers. The effect was a glass-like plaster you could see through. The fact that the boy could then pee on the walls–should he be so inclined–without destroying them was an added bonus.
Readers of this blog–leave 8 quick facts about yourself in the comments trail
And (at the risk of hijacking the Deb Ball) any of the Debs who wish to participate